“Su Zhuyi!” Seeing the person on the spirit boat, Dong Lin’s expression turned stern. “Just in time!” He raised both hands, fierce wind whipping from his sleeves, while simultaneously exerting force with his palms, striking toward the spirit boat…

Su Zhuyi showed no fear whatsoever. Even though she had already rescued Elder Yi and Elder Mei onto the spirit boat, she didn’t stop to flee but continued driving the spirit boat to crash into them.

The impact force of the spirit boat was considerable, but the Dong Fushang Sect cultivators were no weaklings either. Those who entered the secret realm this time were all elites. Now they quickly reacted, with the cultivator carrying a bow immediately drawing his bowstring after Sect Master Dong Lin made his move, aiming at Su Zhuyi on the spirit boat. He infused spiritual energy into the feathered arrow and shot it out. The arrow flew like a meteor, spiritual energy concentrated at the arrowhead, sparking flames even in midair!

Su Zhuyi still stood motionless. Though this arrow was tremendously powerful, she trusted in the giant’s strength. This spirit boat looked ordinary—it was an illusion formed from tree leaves, and its spiritual energy appeared quite restrained. At first glance it seemed unremarkable, but in reality it was an immortal artifact!

A thunderous clang rang out as the feathered arrow struck the spirit boat’s defensive barrier.

The spirit boat was an immortal artifact and could withstand this arrow. There wasn’t the slightest crack on the boat’s hull, which only swayed slightly like a falling leaf swaying in the wind.

Under the obstruction of Dong Lin and the bow-wielding cultivator, the spirit boat’s speed slowed somewhat, but it still crashed into the crowd. Immediately, quite a few Dong Fushang Sect cultivators were injured, heavily pinned beneath the boat’s hull.

However, some cultivators successfully escaped. Seeing their fellow disciples injured, they immediately burned with rage, their attacks never ceasing as they all struck the spirit boat.

Su Zhuyi drove the spirit boat to fly up again. As the boat swayed, someone shouted, “Don’t let her escape!”

As his words fell, several golden ropes with hooks latched onto the spirit boat, while simultaneously a large net descended from above.

Escape?

Su Zhuyi had never intended to escape! She stuffed two straw men substitutes into Yi Lian and Elder Mei’s hands, then immediately shook the leaf stem, causing the spirit boat to rise. Afterward, the spirit boat flipped over, turning the entire hull upside down, like a leaf turning face-down and pressing down the little ants on the leaf’s surface after landing.

When the golden net fell again, it only landed on the spirit boat’s back surface. At this moment, the spirit boat instead became a shield, trapping the severely wounded Yi Lian and Elder Mei beneath it.

Su Zhuyi, on the other hand, concealed her form at the moment of the flip and appeared outside the spirit boat.

She remembered what Pan Siji had said.

Giants who emerged from the Rebirth Pond were inherently difficult for other creatures to see. Although she wasn’t a true giant, she had genuinely emerged from the Rebirth Pond, breaking through the lotus to come out. While her cultivation was somewhat lacking, her primordial spirit was no worse than the Dong Fushang Sect cultivators’. At this moment, actively concealing her form, there was a very high possibility they wouldn’t discover her.

She took a gamble.

Now, it seemed she had bet correctly. Su Zhuyi moved beside the Dong Fushang Sect cultivators, her body flying up into the high sky, stopping at a position level with Pan Siji’s line of sight as she transmitted her voice: “Siji, come over!”

Pan Siji turned his head and walked toward Su Zhuyi.

Su Zhuyi’s heart immediately filled with joy.

Pan Siji wouldn’t actively kill people, but in his eyes, the Dong Fushang Sect cultivators were really no different from those spirit beasts. His divine consciousness was powerful, and every blade of grass and tree in this world was distinguishable to him. Precisely because he could see too much and too far, he would instead overlook those minute things beneath his feet. Or perhaps there were many things in this world that he didn’t care about and couldn’t capture his attention.

What Su Zhuyi needed to do was simply lead him over and let him step on the Dong Fushang Sect cultivators to death.

The Dong Fushang Sect cultivators couldn’t see the Pangu giant.

But they could hear the rumbling sounds and feel the earth shaking. For a moment, everyone became tense. “Is there an earthquake?”

The instant that commotion emerged, the small qilin in Li Shan’s arms suddenly trembled violently, then showed a terrified expression and let out very weak chirping sounds.

Pan Siji held an axe in his hands. His steps weren’t as fast as he walked while saying, “Why are we going that way? We rarely go there.”

His large foot lifted and was about to come down when Pan Siji heard a slight sound. He lowered his head, bent his waist, and only then saw there was a group of small people on the ground, and among the small people, someone was holding a small qilin.

The foot that was about to land immediately shifted to the side.

He set it down gently, with the sole of his foot sideways, as if afraid of stepping on them.

Su Zhuyi: “…”

Her expectations dashed, Su Zhuyi felt her chest constricting and couldn’t help but glare fiercely at that small qilin.

Just when she was about to lead Pan Siji over to step them to death, who would have thought that at the crucial moment all her efforts would be ruined, actually destroyed by a qilin? That big lug Pan Siji did not react to the noisy, clamorous human voices below, but he just happened to hear the qilin’s single soft cry.

What to do now?

As expected, she couldn’t rely on others.

If she wanted to kill people, she could only rely on herself.

It was just that there were too many people now. How could she successfully kill so many people? She didn’t plan to spare a single one of the Dong Fushang Sect cultivators. Su Zhuyi swept out with her divine consciousness and discovered that from that crash just now, about twenty cultivators were seriously injured, while the rest still had fighting strength. Dong Lin and the others had abundant spiritual energy. Her current attack methods were just the broken sword. Wanting to use the sword to deal with so many people was somewhat difficult.

Su Zhuyi drew talismans in the void with one hand, planning to take advantage of their nervousness to draw an array that would affect their minds. However, when she saw a green bead floating above one of the elders’ heads and thought of that qilin, Su Zhuyi immediately dismissed this idea. Then she glanced at Pan Siji, directly flashed her form, shifted behind Dong Lin, and slashed at him with her sword.

Although Pan Siji wouldn’t actively make a move, she didn’t believe that if she was about to die, Pan Siji would just watch her die with his eyes wide open!

Su Zhuyi’s sword was very fast and extremely powerful. When she thrust out with one sword, Dong Lin simply couldn’t dodge in time. With just one sword, she pierced through all his defenses, the flying sword passing through his chest. Dong Lin lowered his head, saw that half sword blade, and spat out a mouthful of bloody foam. His reaction was quick—he struck the sword blade with his palm, blood flying backward and congealing into runes in midair that exploded around Su Zhuyi with bang bang bang sounds.

He didn’t know why she could conceal her form! So his first reaction wasn’t to circulate spiritual energy for defense or counterattack, but rather to place runic marks on her, making it impossible for her to conceal herself again. This way, she would have no way to escape!

Dong Lin’s steps staggered. He wanted to cover his wound, he wanted to take elixirs, but his body seemed to no longer obey his commands. Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth, his divine consciousness was in severe pain. He wanted to turn his head to look, but his head only turned a slight arc before he could no longer support himself, and his entire body collapsed to the ground.

Su Zhuyi herself hadn’t expected her sword to have such great power. After all, after practicing swordwork in the lotus, she hadn’t yet fought against anyone. That Dong Lin was a late Nascent Soul stage powerhouse, yet not only could he not block her sword, he was instead severely wounded with weak breath, as if he might perish at any moment.

All this happened in a flash, so fast that people couldn’t react. By the time Sect Master Dong Lin fell to the ground, most of the Dong Fushang Sect cultivators looked shocked, while several elders’ attacks had already landed on Su Zhuyi.

She had been hit by Dong Lin’s blood talismans, making her movements hindered and unable to fully execute her Shadowless Steps, unable to dodge attacks from all directions. Su Zhuyi forcibly endured the attacks, then discovered that her physical body was very strong. Although she was also injured, the attacks that originally could have severely wounded her now only scraped her skin!

After rolling around in the Rebirth Pond, her physical body had been tempered by the pond water. She hadn’t expected the effect to be so remarkable. Although her strength was still at the Great Perfection of Gold Core stage, after the Rebirth Pond, her physical body’s strength had greatly increased, clearly making her a miniaturized little giant. If not for this battle, she wouldn’t have known her abilities had become so great.

With this, Su Zhuyi immediately felt much more confident. She no longer hesitated, slightly shifted her body, and struck out with her sword again, slashing at the cultivator beside her. However, now the opponent was prepared and didn’t dare take it head-on, instead retreating at extreme speed. At the same time, attacks from people nearby came again. Su Zhuyi simply didn’t dodge at all, but instead recklessly slashed with her sword, directly severing the weapon in that cultivator’s hand. The sword light fell on his body, making him lean backward with a deep, bloody mark appearing on his chest.

“You!”

Su Zhuyi was struck by other cultivators’ magical treasures, but she had no pause whatsoever. With a shift, she flashed to the front of the cultivator injured by her flying sword and directly delivered a finishing sword strike.

Blood splattered, dyeing the clothes on her body red. She severed the opponent’s head without even blinking.

This Su Zhuyi, in the eyes of others, was no different from a malevolent ghost.

“Form ranks!” The Dong Fushang Sect cultivators had never imagined that to deal with a single Great Perfection Gold Core stage cultivator, they would need to form ranks. However, now, the situation unfolding before their eyes gave them a resounding slap in the face!

After killing someone, Su Zhuyi once again charged toward the next person. Just then, ten feathered arrows appeared in rapid succession beside her feet with thud thud thud sounds, and the arrows were immediately covered with golden threads. At the same time, the mud beneath her feet suddenly caved in, and large numbers of spikes protruded from the ground with thorns entwined among them, wrapping around her ankles!

Beneath her feet were spirit plants controlled by cultivators, above her head was a giant net dropped by cultivators, and beside her were arrows forming a cage. To deal with her alone, these people acted simultaneously, laying down an inescapable net.

Su Zhuyi seemed to return to her previous life.

When she was besieged in her previous life, it was pretty much like this.

And this time, she didn’t have so many magical treasures and an array of talismans to use. The broken sword in her hand glowed again. Su Zhuyi touched down with her toes, executing the Tianxuan Nine Swords. Countless sword shadows danced like flowing light, grinding toward the surrounding inescapable net.

She broke through the net, her sword tip pointing directly at the Dong Fushang Sect elder who had the qilin eye. At this moment, he was the most formidable one here. Once she subdued him and seized the qilin eye, it would be much easier for her to kill the others one by one.

However, just as she charged over, that person suddenly stomped his foot, and a wall formed by entwined vines appeared in front of him. At the same moment, a smile suddenly appeared on his face that was black as the bottom of a pot, and a vine flew out from behind him, carrying something like a cocoon and flinging it to the front.

Heaven was helping him! He was skilled at controlling spirit plants. This time, he used spirit plants as a wall to block attacks, but unexpectedly, he fished out a living person from the underground vines! And it was someone from the Gujian Sect!

The vines instantly exploded, revealing the female cultivator wrapped inside. Mei Ruhua was extremely weak, but at this moment, she awoke from her coma. She let out a moan and slowly opened her eyes.

Why was Mei Ruhua here?

The sword techniques Su Zhuyi practiced in the Green Bamboo Array and the lotus were all exceptionally fierce and powerful. Every sword strike, after circulating spiritual energy, was executed with all her strength with no possibility of restraint. And now, Mei Ruhua had appeared out of nowhere, blocking in front of him.

If she withdrew her sword, she would inevitably suffer sword qi backlash.

If she didn’t withdraw it, Mei Ruhua would certainly die.